My tym has cum 2 shw wht i m
my wait is over 4 my turn
i m standng n crowd
2 prove myself
which will distinguish me frm others
i m here nt 2 loose lyk i alwaz had
i m here 2 get wht i deserve
no reasns, no excuses
can stop me 2day
its my tym
its my war n which my victory s confined
leme shw my true colors
leme tell u dat i cn even shine n nyt
i cnt b wht u wnt
coz
my tym has cum 2 shw wht i m
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